My reading Cleopatra
Just this morning, my helper was calling Noey to the table to have his breakfast. Noey, who was then busy flipping through a book in the bedroom responded with an exasperated "He's reading!". It was that tone in his voice that made us crack up. I swear, if he knew how to say it, it what he would have said was "He's reading LAH!".
My baby, you are growing up too quickly!
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